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Southern Bagpipes || A selection of the works of Xin Ugly
About the Author
Wang Donglin, net name Nanguo bagpipes, pen name rainforest. He is a director of the Chinese Poetry Society, a standing director of the Shandong Poetry Society, the first and second presidents of the Yantai Poetry Society, the editor-in-chief of Yantai Poetry Magazine, the first and second "Outstanding Poets of Shandong Province", the first batch of expert members of the National Enterprise Culture Cooperation Organization, the deputy secretary-general of the Shandong Enterprise Culture Society, a member of the expert database of the Department of Industry and Information Technology of Shandong Province, a part-time professor of Yantai University, and a senior media person. In November 2021, he was awarded the honorary title of "Qilu Poetry Master" by the Shandong Poetry Society. He has won more than 50 grade awards in the National Poetry Competition.
Southern Bagpipes Selected works of Xin Ugly
Five absolute
Mid-Autumn Festival groans
One
Long as a smoker, the homecoming path is deep.
Su Ziyue in the cup, drunk to the present.
Two
How many inches wide is the homesickness? Thousands of miles to send a happy.
Allow me to lingxiao, and take the moon to see the mountain.
Tanabata goodbye
The ghostly Vega star, looking at the back of the skinny cowherd.
Dew wet cloud bridge, night breeze cool to the lungs.
Seven absolutes
In front of the Hodge Disease sculpture
The horse stepped on the dust and walked in the desert, and the general waved his hammer to the sky.
The autumn wind read the Western Expedition again, and raised the sound of the horns of the Angang drums.
There is an inscription at the site of the Li Ling Monument (new rhyme)
The First World War has been famous for thousands of years, who knows that there will be sorrow when it falls?
After Ling Gong smashed the stone stele, how many Zhongliang scolded Li Ling.
Guanliufen West Lake and Huacheng Lake Wetland Park (New Rhyme)
The wooden bridge connects to the landscape platform, and the reeds are deeply attracted to the guests.
Grass green lake clear who is looking at? People look at birds in a daze.
Flood River Grand Canyon Falls
Before the thunder rolled down the cliff, Su Lian hung slowly and leisurely.
Even if he turns into a dragon, the ice heart is still on the top of the snowy mountain.
There are many reports of catastrophic weather
He KanTian's heavenly path seized the time and abundance, and the days were just red.
Bear with the flood of the mature field, and the sound of autumn is drowned in the sound of rain.
Chunxue Food A-share main board listing eve Yaju
Mobile phone falling to the ground drama
The drizzle is like a crisp night, toast to all the kings.
The mobile phone screen shattered the banks of the Pu River, laughing out of the late autumn Dao pattern.
Autumn Leaf Valley Morning Trip
People who have walked here are already stupid, and the mountains are full of red leaves to inscription poems.
How many morning walkers pick up the steps, the Zen temple stream spring exploration unknown.
The title was given to Mr. Lu Gan, the owner of Hongye Villa
I didn't realize that the days in the mountains were long, and a bright snow crushed the autumn frost.
Who is the youth transiting visa? Maple leaves are stamped year after year.
Tachifuyu-Hiyamanaka Heavy Snow
Yakedeng is not ending, and the vast snow is sending the autumn.
Winter want to cover the cold quilt? First put the poem on the leaves.
Five laws
Risshu 2nd Day
The last green lotus umbrella, the wind cover model.
His figure is gradually thinner and his complexion is still plump.
The night dream is long, and the cicada groans and is short of breath.
The leaves of the sycamore have turned yellow, and they are old and unattended.
Qutang Gorge Tour
The White Emperor City was first parted, and the poem was sent from the west.
The mountains are full of color, and the kissing feet are low.
To clear the ape's roar, first smell the birds.
Looking up, I was surprised, and the gorge was in harmony with the sky.
Title Room Mountain
This place has long been famous, and the brilliance is comparable?
Three sources trace back to the old sect, and one vein exists in the ruins.
Rambling is like that, and the bitter groaning is endless.
Judoja Island Whiskers, twisted down in the spring poem.
Title Yantai Liu Zixuan's former residence
The small courtyard is really interesting, and the new pot is boiling old tea.
A few bushes of bamboo, a tree of plum blossoms.
Leaning on the case can be inked, pushing the window can be the sun.
A hundred years of vicissitudes, rhyme into the pipa.
Title Yantai Star Bay
The garden tree hangs incense, and the fountain waterline is clear.
Push the window to watch the sea day, and listen to the sound of the waves.
But let go of the flat boat, and take the gulls and birds with you.
The red background in the heart lights up a bay of stars.
Seven laws
Shengzhou Memoirs (New Rhyme)
Carry the poem sac to the Creek, pick up the steps to try xie gong gong.
The river waves are shallow and the blue boat shadows, and the bamboo path is deeply left with wild deer hooves.
The autumn words on the wall are light, and the sound of the mountain academy is low.
Who invited eight or nine smoke and dust guests, all the way to the breeze to drag the travel clothes.
Nineteen peaks stored in the photo
Who hangs boots to hide? The saddle is still dying Zhu Tong.
The sky is falling and the waterfall is practicing the urgent drum, and the wind is slowly hitting the bell around the cloud steps.
A bucket of starlight perched in the Bi Cave, and two iron ropes string Qingfeng.
Looking at the place where Dayu stopped the boat, lying on the water dragon of the year.
Zhangjiajie Travels
Treasure Realm Xia opens the pearl jade chapter, can Qingyou not shrug his shoulders?
On the glass bridge, there are virtual guests, and the whip next to Emerald Creek is whipped.
And look for bird traces in the stone forest, and even hold the imperial pen to light autumn smoke.
Riding the wind to borrow the power of climbing clouds, step to the Gate of Heaven has been transformed into immortals.
Title Hakka ancestral land Luoyang City
The millennium days are too hurried, and it is rare to return home to worship the ancestral hall.
The mother lives in Luo Jing'er to send dreams, and the child lives in the mother's intestines.
Many old alleys have traces, and some dialects make up for old chapters.
In April, the root-seeking wind is just right, and the clothes are more peony-scented.
The ruins of the Great Wall are thoughtful
It is said that the Great Wall is thousands of miles long, and there are remnants of the wall in this section of Suzhou.
The wire knot net blocked the clouds, and the warning signs were hanging in the snow.
The foundation of the foundation is based on visual inspection, and the heavens are highly attentive.
Parallel to the clear stream water, wet autumn breeze light fragrance.
Geese fly south
The long air inscription is horizontal and oblique, and beyond the peak of the mountain is the end of the sea.
Three drops of dew in the heart of the sun, piercing the cloud wings on the nine layers of xia.
Frost wind from the perchable edge, autumn why wear a veil.
But keep the song in mind and go home again in the spring of the next year.
In winter, the train to Jinan was in the west
The golden light is like a cold break, and the heavens and the earth slowly spit out a pill.
The frost marks along the road are light and heavy, and the dawn color is narrow and wide.
The eyes have no borders to ascend to the divine realm, and the heart has a cluster of smoke and mist.
The opening and closing has been half an inch, and the hazy depths have been looked at several times.
Look at the snow
Overnight the vermilion dust turned white, and the general image was not wide and narrow.
The window has been covered with plum depths, and the road is still cold.
It is difficult for the epidemic to close the dream, and the years will separate people.
And listen to the roar of the tiger and the sound of spring, and the lesson paper is three thousand re-tested.
The results of the rural revitalization strategy have been seen
The family farms the grain and does not idle the field, and the young seedlings in the hope are covered with smoke.
The green cover xinlou village road is wide, and the red condensed fu character ink is fresh.
Putting labor models on the top list will form a beautiful article for good things.
Most are whispering double swallows, low flying willow shore shears spring.
Qiu Shaoyun
The sharp knives in the battlefield are hidden deeply, and the enemy planes are roaring and searching.
Sacrificing one's life not to avoid incendiary bombs, and taking righteousness is all based on the heart of a strong man.
In order to pave the way for dawn, Gan will turn his blood into a green forest.
The remnants of the clothes are like a dan fire, and sixty-nine years have burned to the present.
[Note] In the exhibition hall of the Military Museum of the Chinese People's Revolution, there is a fragment of a military uniform the size of a palm after Qiu Shaoyun's sacrifice, which once closely followed the last heartbeat of the martyr.
Zanlu Bridge construction worker
In order to make the world a hundred pulses, bear both rain and snow and wind.
Every time a new road is opened in a dangerous place, a rainbow is often set up in the jingtu.
It takes 30,000 miles to walk, and look back at the 5,000 merits that have been built.
Asaka smeared the color of youth, and even dyed the original heart red.
Title Cloud Gate Sauce Wine
ShiLu is deeply imprinted, and Xu will be proud and strong.
Gentle and gentle to the heart of the piano, mellow is often stored in the lungs.
Seventy-three years of ice jade, more than two thousand years of sauce incense soul.
Qingzhou also set up a cloud gate feast, and when drinking bitterly, it was necessary to use a sea bottle.
He was awarded the "Qilu Poetry Master" self-congratulatory sentence
How dare you call a famous artist, shame into the Yaotang and wear flowers.
It is difficult to chase the wheel runner in combat strength, and it is impossible to think about the future baby.
However, with Cheng Jing to dispel his impatience, he also made up for the gap by gongqin.
The golden seeds of spring are sown, and the poetry heart sprouts a bunch of buds.
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